CHAPTER 35
MIAThe next morning, I rolled over in bed to rest my head on Michael’s chest and opened my eyes to the blazing morning sun. I lifted my hand to make sure I still had the ring on my finger and that everything that had happened last night wasn’t a dream.
But there it was, a cushion cut diamond, glistening so brightly on my finger.
My heart warmed, and for once in my life, I felt loved. All the men before Michael had let me down. But since the moment I’d met him, I hadn’t felt that way once. He was always there to try to make me a better person, to make me happier. A day didn’t go by when I didn’t appreciate this man.
Michael’s chest rumbled, and I glanced up at him to see him chuckling at me. “Good morning.”
I poked his stomach. “What’re you laughing at?”
He wrapped his arms
